Monthly Archives: August 2007

What to do, what to do? Do people even read fiction anymore? Lots of people are writing it, but who’s reading it? How many times do I hear someone say something like, “But is it true?” Or “I like true stories about real people.” Real people? Who are they? The people on reality television? Eeek! … Continue reading →

Writing a blog in real time and writing a novel (what? in fake time?) is messing with my head. I feel like that guy in Stranger than Fiction when the psychiatrist tells him he has schizophrenia and he keeps telling her he doesn’t. Oh the voices! But of course I’m the narrator and sometimes I … Continue reading →

This blog is supposed to be about the writing life and the life of my characters. But this I just have to go on about. So, I decide to put my blogs on Globe of Blogs, and there is this amazing list of topics to check regarding said blog. These categories are divided into categories … Continue reading →

Today vacation ended and I had to head back to school, and my heart was not in it. There was a time when new notebooks, pens, highlighters, and textbooks gave me a thrill–I mean few things say my future’s so bright as a new notebook. I could spend way too much time picking just the … Continue reading →

One character who gets talked about in the blog is Tim. Course, since he doesn’t work at The Sunlight, he doesn’t get a word in, but he’s a presence all the same. But he’s also a character in the novel I’m working on which takes place before the blog begins. So I know things about … Continue reading →

When you dream that paper with words scrawled over every piece is dropping from your finger tips, maybe you’ve spent a lot of time writing. Just a possibility. My fingers actually feel tired this morning… Continue reading →